Thank you all so much for those reviews! I love it when you ask me questions. It forces me to think outside the box. I'm glad to be doing that for this as well, not following Frozen exactly (as one reviewer said).

Here are other things that were asked: Is Hans going to be evil? Will the parents be dying in this fic like in the movie? If so, since she has a better relationship with her sisters and she is also not faced with the burden of rule, there might not be an eternal winter?

I promise you, you will find out things as the story goes on! I don't want to give it all away. Sorry for the rambling again...

It was hard to write in some places, but thanks to the Frozen soundtrack (Mostly Love is an Open Door & For the First Time in Forever) it was a piece of cake. ;)

Chapter 10

Terra and Hans, after her dance, found an empty table and talked for what seemed like hours. He shared stories about him and his twelve brothers, to which Terra replied about things that happened to her and her sisters. They also talked about hobbies they had taken up, current projects they were working on. However, they had to, every now and again, make sure she was checking upon the people as to not offend them and make sure everyone had everything they needed. When this was done, they would return to talking again and sometimes dancing, which is where the pair had ended up now. For the past half hour to be precise.

"Well you are very lucky, most have been this night."

"Why?" He said with an eyebrow raised. She rested her head on his chest as they danced, the slow winter waltz playing in the background.

"Usually, I am the Princess with two left feet. Countless times my father has had to ice his toes." She heard him laugh, feeling the vibrations in his chest as he did so.

"Well, I would rather have you step on my feet. Sometimes my shoes don't fit too well." She lifted her head up in laughter.

"That's what my Papa said once!" He smiled as he twirled her and brought her back in. The song ended and everyone clapped for the small orchestra, including her and Hans. It is then 'oohs and ahhs' filled the room. It is then that Terra sees a lavished birthday cake being wheeled in, a few candles lit, and its final resting place was next to the other desserts. For the first time in a while, her parents came over to her.

"You get the first piece my dear and the first cut." Her mother tells her.

"Thank you Prince Hans for escorting my daughter this evening." Hans bows towards her father.

"It is my pleasure to do so your Majesty. I am glad to be in the presence of one most graceful and lovely." He says to the king, but she knows the smile upon his face is meant for her. More smiles were exchanged as Terra was escorted by her parents over to the tall white cake, decorated with yellow and red and white icing roses. It was almost like a wedding cake. The candles were still burning and she closed her eyes tightly. Her breath was slow. This was always her favorite part of her birthday, making the wish. She always wished for the same thing. The girl breathed out and the flames ceased upon the candles and there was faint applause from those who had gathered up close.

Terra watched as a few servants took the candles out of the cake, placing a silver cake cutting set down next to the tall cake. The girl smiled as she picked up the knife and cut into the cake. She placed the slice on a plate and cut another, doing the same thing. Terra carefully walked it over her parents and they were surprised.

"You were supposed to be the first Terra." She raises a hand.

"Mother, Father. You have served me all of my life. It is the least I can do for you. For the King and Queen." Hans smiled to himself. He had never seen such dedication like this before. Terra then walked back over to the cake, knowing her parents were smiling. She cut two more pieces of cake, setting it on the same plate. The girl turned to Kai, telling him to put the plate in the icebox in the kitchen. He nodded, a soft look in his eye for he knew who the cake was for. It was after this, she cut herself a piece with a lovely red rose. She set it down on a plate. It had been such a wonderful night. Although Elsa and Anna were not there, it was her favorite birthday yet.

This was the first time that she enjoyed dancing. Her speech had been a lot less horrible than she had imagined it would be. The girl was happy. A lot of things had happened over the years, some of them wearing; others more sad and lonely feeling. But she wouldn't trade those moments over for anything. She went to set the knife and server down for the cake, when her shoe slipped slightly on the polished wood floor. The knife and server fell to the ground and she tried to grab a hold of the table that the cake sat upon, but grabbed the table cloth instead. The girl fell onto the ground and put her arms over her face in time to have the rest of the cake fall upon her. Her heart instantly broke as she was now covered in cake. One of her favorite dresses now covered in icing. As for this moment, she would have most definitely traded it in for one that was a bit more glamorous. But it wouldn't have been a night if her clumsiness didn't catch up with her.

In an instant, Hans reached the girl before her parents had the chance. He saw her sitting with her back against the cake cart, refusing to stand up. The servants were already taking care of cleaning up the cake...But Terra seemed to be frozen as she was covered in mashed up cake and icing from head to toe. Terra swallowed hard, a lump forming in her throat. It had to be cake. It just had to be cake.

"...Your Highness...Terra?" Hans said softly, his strong brow knit in worry. His voice brought her out of her stupor and she saw that her escort was looking at her. This made her tear up and she quickly got to her feet, hearing gasps from people because of what she looked like now. The boy tried to reach out to her, but she evaded his grasp, running out of the ballroom as fast as she could. He could hear her trying to stifle sobs as she ran. Hans followed after her as quickly as he could, however, he realized he would not have to worry about loosing her. The auburn boy saw bits of icing on the floor and he followed the trail. After several minutes, he found that he was now walking out a set of doors into the Royal Garden.

Terra found herself now by one of the grand fountains in the garden, trying her best to wash off some of the icing from her face and clothes. It was hard to do though because she was in tears. Everything felt as though it had been dashed to pieces. The girl took off her tiara as she sobbed doing her best to clean it off, but it was difficult because the cake and its fixings didn't seem to be disappearing. The girl was still quite covered in it.

"C-come off. Pl-please..." She spoke between cries, tears streaking her cheeks in the moonlight.

"Here..." She hears a voice say and the girl sees the tiara taken from her hands. Terra looks up to see Hans wiping the crown off with a fresh handkerchief, the icing coming off it bit by bit. Eventually, he finished and set it down on the rim of the fountain. The girl looked away from him, her face red and eyes still full of tears.

"...You don't need to stay Hans..." she told him, her tone cold and upset. He frowns, sitting down next to her.

"In that case, I think I do." She looks at him and he sees the tears in her eyes.

"Why?" She doesn't understand, only wanting to be alone to sulk in peace. Her pride injured.

"...Because you need someone right now. I understand that it was...well something no person would wish to experience...I mean...I'm afraid my words aren't coming out right..." She looked down at her folded hands, a small and quick laugh leaving her lips. Terra looks back up at him, tears still quivering in her eyes.

"N-no...I'm afraid not." She sees that he takes off his white gloves and then feels him take her hands in his.

"Look, I know how you feel. My brothers and I would play pranks on each other all the time when we were younger. I wasn't aware that one of them had somehow gotten my belt off my pants I was wearing at an important party. Needless to say that was not the best moment of my career as a prince..." He told her and he saw a small smile begin to tug at the corner of her lips. Hans reaches forward and wipes away the rest of her tears. The girl sighs.

"...I'm also afraid that I didn't handle that as properly as I should have...They probably think I'm a sobbing lunatic now." Hans shook his head.

"If anything, they saw that you are not afraid to show your emotions. Not only do people look for a calm head in a future ruler, but they also look for one who will allow for...truth. Who will allow what they are feeling into their reign. It makes the people comfortable and feel as though they can relate." He smiles at her and he hears her laugh float into his ears. Her eyes and tone of voice are kind once again, not nearly as upset as before.

"Do you always have the right thing to say in mind?" Hans shrugs. Terra just shakes her head, causing some icing to fall from her hair into her face. "Pffbt."

"Hang on!" Hans says, pulling out another handkerchief seemingly out of nowhere. He begins to wipe her face off and does his best to rid her hair of icing without messing it up.

"How many handkerchief's do you have on you?" She says with a chuckle and he smiles from what she can see.

"As many as it takes...There." He says, tossing the used handkerchief behind himself. "That's a bit better I think." Terra looks into the water and sees most of it is gone from her face, some still in her hair. But the brunt of it is still over her dress. She takes a deep breath, breathing in the scent of the garden and it is helping to relax her.

"So..." She says looking into his green eyes. "Just how old is this Hans?" He laughs boisterously and she feels her pulse quicken. The girl felt that he was just lovely to be around so far.

"I'm nineteen." It was just as she had thought when she first met him. "I already know how old you are, otherwise I would not be here." She nods her head, noticing he is taking off his jacket, setting it by his used hankies and the silver tiara.

"True. True." He cheeks turn red as she says her next thought. "I'm glad that you are here." He takes one of her hands in his again, giving it a small pat with his other hand.

"Me too. It certainly has been...Something unexpected. In a good way of course." she watches as he thinks for a moment and looks back at her. "Would you mind if I write you every now and again?" The girl gives him a toothy grin.

"I'd like that. I'd like that a lot." She tells him. "I can't say I've had too many friends in my life, save for my sisters, but it would be absolutely lovely. I would love for us to get to know one another better." She watches him stand up, beaming and seemingly more excited than before.

"Great! I have been thinking about it all evening!" He pulls her to her feet and laughter comes from her. "I was too nervous with all those people in there to ask you."

"Well you needn't be Hans. You are a very confident, courageous, and well spoken man." It is his turn to blush and he bows slightly as a thank you. Hans stands back up and then he tilts his head and holds out a hand towards her.

"Would you like to dance?" She looks at him incredulously, an eyebrow raised.

"I'm covered in cake and there is no music." the girl sighs. "...Well, I suppose there could be worse things than no music...Like cake for instance." The two laugh and Hans takes her hand, placing another on her lower back.

"We do have music..." He tells her with a soft smile. She begins to listen, hearing the night birds cooing mixing with the sounds of the fountain and the crickets. A natural orchestra for their quiet waltz.

"You just keep surprising me, Prince Hans of the Southern Isles."

"And you intrigue me Princess Terra of Arendelle who has no last name." They exchange smiles, their eyes staying on one another as they dance under the night sky.

"Where could she have gone?" The Queen's husband said worriedly as they stepped out briefly from the crowd in the ballroom. She smiled as she guided her husbands gaze to the icing upon the floor. The King just shook his head as they made their way through the halls following the cake trail created by their daughters dress.

They rounded the corner to see servants cleaning up the mess. King Agdar asked one of them where the trail had stopped or if they had seen Terra. Indeed they had, pointing in the direction of the gardens. It hadn't occurred to them to check there first. Their firstborn had been becoming quite a nature girl when she wrote. Recently, she was climbing trees, claiming that the higher altitude gave her better perspective or cleared her head. But they knew it was also because she longed to travel. Maybe one day they would be able to allow their daughter's to do so.

As the pair entered the garden and began searching for their eldest, they heard laughter seeming to ring out from among the trees and plant life among the moonlight. The King and Queen looked at each other confused for the moment and then followed the sound that was ringing out through the night. Their eyes eventually fell upon their cake covered daughter, laughing madly and pointing. It was then they noticed that Hans was emerging from the fountain sopping wet. The King went to step forward, but his wife grabbed his arm.

"Just wait." She said with a smile, the sight bringing a warmth to her heart. It had been a long while since she saw her eldest daughter as happy as this. It had been hard to see her heal from what happened with James, but heal she did. However, she noticed that Terra had put love completely out of her mind and now, even though it may or may not blossom here and now, it was a lovely sight to see. And inside himself, the king thought so too.

They watched as Hans grabbed some of the cake that had fallen from her dress, shoving it into her face and now he was laughing. Before they knew it, they watched the two throw cake at one another, eventually collapsing on the ground from laughter, leaning against the fountain. The Queen saw her daughter lean her head on Hans shoulder and then the boy took a swipe of cake from her shoulder, popping it in his mouth and rubbing his stomach. The girl pushed him and he was laughing. Eventually, the King and Queen left the two children in the garden, letting the moonlit moments continue.

It had overall been a swell night Terra thought as she was changing yet again. After She and Hans were content from their brief traipse in the garden, they both changed and returned to the ballroom. The party lasted for another two or three hours after that, she couldn't remember exactly. Terra made sure to say goodbye to all that she could, especially Hans. The girl could have done without the cake incident, but once again her wonderful escort for the night had been able to cheer her up. And it got even better when he tripped over his own feet when they were dancing, falling into the fountain. The girl sighed as she pulled on her robe, her hair now in a braid that rested on her back. She un-tucked it from her green robe and headed down to the kitchen.

She quietly grabbed the pieces of cake she had saved for her sisters, making sure to grab another plate and forks. The girl carefully and quietly made her way back up the stairs, first going to Anna's room. The door had been slightly cracked, so Terra lightly pushed it open more with her hip and a smile graced her face. She saw Anna on her bed, twisted like a pretzel with her blankets, almost as if she had been in a war. It was also then that the girl knew her twelve year old sister had tried hard to stay awake, but she did not succeed. Terra walked over to Anna's nightstand, placing a plate down with Anna's piece of cake and a fork. She made sure that it was covered before setting down the second piece, now walking over to other side of Anna's bed where she was twisted up.

The girl carefuly repositioned Anna so she would be more comfortable. If she let her sleep like the pretzel girl that she had been, she would have been excessively cranky like past times that it had happened. Terra covered her sister up and placed a kiss on her sisters forehead and whispered into the night.

"I love you Anna." She then retrieved Elsa's piece of cake and closed Anna's door behind her.

"Is that good cake?" Terra said laughing at Elsa as she gobbled it up. Elsa nodded, icing on her cheeks and around her mouth like lipstick. 'Fifteen years old and still gets her food everywhere...'Terra thought to herself shaking her head.

"Yush it isss." The girl said with her mouth full.

"Well, I'm glad that you like it and I'm surprised you are still awake at this hour." If it was one thing that Elsa was becoming, besides an avid reader, it was a night-owl. And somehow, the girl still was able to function with only a few hours of sleep. "I'm afraid I didn't get any." Elsa giggled, knowing because of the story Terra had told her when she had first given her the cake. The girl finished the cake and set it down on her table, then rejoined Terra on her window seat. She scooted up next to the older girl and Terra shivered, but she was slowly getting used to the natural cold her sister brought with her.

"I finished my books that you gave me." Elsa says looking up at the brunette.

"Already?" Terra says pulling out a napkin from her robe pocket, handing it to Elsa. Elsa wipes her face and sets the napkin down, nodding. "Well I'll just have to buy you some more then. You're lucky that is one of the trades we have little girl." Terra says with a small laugh.

"You always pick good ones so I can't put them down until I finish them!"

"Okay. Okay. I'll be sure to get a bunch next time, but I don't know where you're going to put them. Your bookshelves are full, so is the shelf in your closet and under your bed and your compartment of the window seat..." Elsa just shrugs. And then Terra watches her sister jump up from the window seat, running over to her bed ,and pulling out a book.

"I want to read this one with you. It's my favorite one that you got me. Especially since you wrote in it." Terra sees the red book and smiles. It was the one about the history of ice castles. Elsa sits back down next to her.

"Well since you have read it, why don't you read it to me?" Elsa smiles and turns to the first page. The page where Terra wrote.

"To my sister Elsa. No matter what happens, I will always love you.

I love that you're different. Never let anyone change

who you are.

-Love Terra."

It is then before Elsa starts reading the actual book, Terra feels her sister hug her around her middle and then place a kiss on her temple. Elsa then settles back down and begins to read and for several hours, Terra listens to her sisters serious voice. Eventually, she falls asleep, never making it back to her room. Elsa fell asleep with the book in her hands, her head in Terra's lap. Both of them slept as softly as the moon who drifted slowly through the sky. Terra was glad that she helped Elsa to find her favorite hobby. Reading. She felt that this way, even when she felt alone, Elsa could escape her loneliness by visiting other worlds. Just as the three girls had always done, now and forever.

I hope that this was an enjoyable chapter for everyone. I know I did. I'm not sure why, but I really love Hans in this story so far. I'm going to do a lot of things with this character, but he's so down to earth right now. I love it! Anyway, leave comments if you wish! I will not force you to do it! Have an amazing day/night! : )

(I know it wasn't a whole chapter, but I hope that this was a good enough nugget for those who wanted to know Elsa's hobby.) ;)